And then will I sing to my well–beloved
a song of my beloved, touching his vineyard.
My well–beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill.
And he fenced it,
and gathered out the stones thereof,
and planted it with the choicest vine,
and built a tower in the midst of it,
and also made a wine–press therein;
and he looked that it should bring forth grapes,
and it brought forth wild grapes.